Papaya Mango Candle | A Review with Lyrics

I bought this Papaya & Mango candle at a strip mall in Winter Park. I am so enamored with it. It fills all corners of the lounge and study area. Not for a long time have I had a candle that can project this far.

Word on the street:

I purchased this candle several months ago and could not believe how fragrant it is. It leaves my upstairs and downstairs house smelling great.

Perfect gift?

It was my birthday recently. Someone was nice enough to buy me a huge cake, which I gave to my neighbour. Why? Because I'm trying to shed some extra chicken and not get diabetes in the process. It was my neighbour's birthday also coincidentally.

My point is, no one gives a candle away as an unwanted gift. You'll never mess with someone's training regime, diet, or get them back on the wagon in any way. Unlike an ugly sweater it will get used. And they're affordable.

It's better than buying soap because you don't run the risk of telling someone they smell.

Ok so I've penned some lyrics to celebrate this candle, and because I need to pad the article out. Come on, you want original content on the internet right? Well here we go.

Papaya & Mango

Yeah here we go-go. Another Candle review with lyrics yo! This time, I'm chilling with my

Papaya Mango.

Homies, this one's from DW Homes. D is for do not sleep on this candle. W is for WHY! Why baby have I not smelt this candle before. It's a scandal.

Yeah its yellow, its orange its red. I put it on the nightstand, but put it out, before I go to bed.

Because I don't want to wake up dead. I want wake up and hit go-go, when I light my candle, my Papaya Mango

That sweet morning smell. Smells like victory ringing my bell. Tells me it's time to get out of my shell. And I want you to let me know, when it's time to Papaya and Mango.

Now Mango.

Which way does man go, to grow his soul like a sunflower? To quench his thirst for love like its happy hour.

But let's not wait until it's too late to go-go.

Oh that heavenly smell. Smells like victory ringing my bell. Tells me it's time to climb out the well. But only you can let me know, when it's time to Papaya and Mango.